In the world, you are so close and so far away from me, only separated by a river, but it blocks your heartbeat and breathing. If you can, please wait for me in the afterlife, and wait for me to join you when you convert to us; If you can, please hold my hand in the afterlife, watch this life with me, and touch the blue sea and blue sky that belong to you and me.

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If you hadn't followed me that day, maybe there wouldn't be this beautiful love floating in the wind in my life. If you didn't leave a voice that night and I didn't dial your number, then maybe there wouldn't be the melodious song you are playing for me in the Wind Gallery in Jiangbei, and maybe there wouldn't be the biography of A Qing, who I am dancing solo for you in the waves in Jiangnan.

Now that my heart has been locked for you, I gave you the only key. In today's willow wind, I can always hear the songs you hum for me; Now at night, I can always see the calligraphy and painting you wrote for me; Now in the twilight, I can always feel the dream you built for me. Although I can't remember how romantic you and I were in our last life, how affectionate you and I were by the Sansheng Stone, and how we looked back on Naihe Bridge, I have deeply remembered our agreement in this life: to love each other forever in spirit; Never fail in life.

I still remember that you and I deliberately chose to alienate each other because of helplessness. In silence, we tacitly left our unfinished feelings in the rain lane of Jiangnan and our unfinished dreams in the smoke waves of Jiangbei. No one knows how you and I walked through the fleeting scenery to escape from the dream, from never leaving to breaking contact, and with what steps we came back to back.

I used to think that the meeting between you and me was just an accidental episode in each other's lives. In the past, the attraction of you and me was only the flowing scenery within the secular wall. In the past, the interweaving of you and me in Crazy Love was just a tender feeling in paradise lost on earth. I used to think that you sang for me in the sky only because of temporary compassion and passion, and a song "I will always have you in my heart" will always be an echo in the dark, never touching the dawn. I used to think that a poem I wrote for you, "If love really has providence", would only become a misty rain in your life, and gradually disappear with the wind after the colorful rain.

When there is no trace of communication between Jiangnan and Jiangbei, I thought that your madness was just a prelude to the opening of a story, my heart was just a quiet turn, and your hangover was just a swaying wind and smoke; I think that the beautiful whisper will eventually become a distant dream, the charming water will eventually become a lonely sandbar, and the red wishing belt will eventually break into a mess in the wind.